Chapter 05
Chapter 5 --- Sticks and Stones Renkon found me sitting in front of the door, my legs crossed, arms resting on my knees, my head resting in my hands, and a very sour look on my face. "Whats your problem?" he asked scornfully, his own arms crossed and his tail flicked behind him. "Oh, nothing," I said softly. Which surprised him, he'd probably expected for me to yell at him, But I was just too upset to yell. Everyone who knew me well knew that I was in my " dangerous mode". Means, back off and stay away from me, I'm dangerous and wish to rip your head off. But Renkon didn't know that, but he left me at my little post in front of the door, still a very sour look on my face. Days had went by since I arrived on Vegetasei and when Elexia had been taken away. Renkon never was able to figure out why I had been so mad, but was smart enough not to force me into bed with him for the last few days. The days were pretty simple, I got up and messed around Renkon's bigger quarters. There was so much more room here then on the ship. At least five more rooms added. A study to the left of the door, the bed room to the right, the bath room�..pool area as I call it� near the door to the bedroom, and gasp�a kitchen. Renkon with a kitchen in his quarters didn't really seem to fit, but Renkon never used it because he couldn't cook. So that meant I had to cook for him as well. I wish I had some poison to put into that food� So far I had only made one meal in that kitchen, many other times some other slave comes in and does it for me. It was mainly because Renkon happened not to like the meal that I made, plus it wasn't enough for him�forget about me I not that important to be fed. :\ But it seems our little Saiyajin here doesn't like broccoli casserole. Pity. Since I have been here, it seemed as if Renkon had a lot more duties here on the planet then on the ship. He never told me what he does, yet then I never really bothered to ask. But the one question that had been bugging me lately was that if Renkon was just a soldier or a commander like I thought�then why does he get such a fancy suite in the palace? I then decided that when I get the chance, I'll ask him. I was in the kitchen when I heard Renkon come in his quarters. He was talking to someone so I didn't bother to wonder why he didn't start a little search for me as he usually does. I peeked my head out of the kitchen's door to see who it was. It was that guy with the flame hair style, Flamehead. ^.^ I couldn't understand what they were talking about since they were discussing in the Saiyajin language. Something I discovered one night. I had stole some paper and pen from Renkon one day and started to keep a journal, don't know why just did. Well, Renkon had come up behind me, scaring the crap out of me in the process, and wondered what I was writing about. Some how we had gotten into an argument, one way or another, and he ended up slipping his tongue. It was funny too. He had meant to call me one thing but called me something else. I went back to the kitchen and went back to what I was doing, making a cheesecake. At first I didn't think I could find the ingredients for it, but to my surprise Renkon happened to have the fridge in this little kitchen of his filled with foods from Earth, or similar to Earth foods. After while I heard Flamehead leave and with Renkon coming in the kitchen, a scowl as usual on his face. He was mumbling to himself in his language and was trying to get something out of the fridge, tail all bristled. "Exactly who is that?" I asked him, with out turning to face him. He closed the fridge, holding what looked like an orange plum. "He's my brother," he said simply before taking a bite out of the fruit and walking out of the kitchen. I just nodded, but then sighed heavily. I never got to ask those other questions. It's morning and still never got to ask Renkon those questions. After having him steal my cheese cake and then wearing me out in the bed I neither got the chance to ask nor even remembered to ask. I went about my business as usual I got up, marked in my little journal, stole more paper, made a little brunch, and drew while I had another desert in the oven. I expected Renkon to stay out all day so I just mainly relaxed. But hearing the door slide open, I guess that wasn't so. "I'm heading over to Vegetasei," said a female's voce. "Why?" I heard Renkon ask her, who ever she was. "Rubius told me he wanted to speak to me about a dream he's been having lately," she said. Renkon came around the corner to the main room, which I call the living room, where I sat with this new person. She was a Saiyajin of course, I could tell by her hair. She had wild, red hair that seemed to spike out every where and reached to at least her knees, I could see green eyes hiding beneath her bangs. Renkon looked at me with out saying much of nothing, mainly just giving me the 'go-away' look. I didn't budge. "Oh and who is this?" she asked looking towards me. "This is Nellie," I said boldly just like I do to Renkon. I saw the Saiyajin crack a wry smile, signaling that she was amused, although I could tell Renkon was not. "Also the slave that I told you earlier about," Renkon said interrupting me from any more things I could say. He's no fun when he's all moody�which is every minute of his life. Shae didn't say anything but nodded in answer, she moved towards the couch�I call it a couch but it doesn't look like one. It's like a cross between a couch and a lounge chair. I could tell, just by the look she had given Renkon, the she was one of the few Saiyajin that resented having slaves, few being the main word. I could tell that what ever they were going to talk about the Renkon didn't want me to hear, since he started that snarling bit with me. I just shrugged and announced that I was going to the kitchen. There I started to cook a small meal for myself, phooey on Renkon he can go hungry for all I care. It wasn't till a few more hours when Shae had left, and she so in an argument. I'm not sure what her and Renkon were shouting about, they were speaking in the Saiyajin language so couldn't understand. I expected Renkon to come in and then yell at me about something or get something to eat. But instead, he went into the bedroom and locked the door. I could hear him shout at himself through the door now and then but he didn't open the door at all through out the night.
